[soft fingerpicked guitar intro]
[Verse 1]
The old oak creaks where the swing once hung,
A ghost of laughter when we were young.
Summer's heat, now a brittle chill,
Time’s a thief, and it always will.
[Prechorus]
Every name etched in the bark fades away,
But the roots still remember the sway.
[Chorus]
Gone too soon, like a firefly’s glow,
Blink of a light, then the dark takes hold.
Leaves fall down, and the wind hums a tune,
For the ones we loved, gone too soon.
[Verse 2]
Mama’s quilt, with its frayed old seams,
Smells like the past, stitched in my dreams.
Granddad’s chair by the windowpane,
Rocks back and forth with the weight of pain.
[Prechorus]
Every room whispers the words left unsaid,
Echoes linger where the living once tread.